Yang Liang paused, his brain once again kicking into overdrive.
Overdrive failed.
Yang Liang had to admit that Lin Li's damn protective shell was sometimes a little too hard.
For normal people, keeping up with Lin Li was still far too much of a stretch.
"Lin Li, so... what... do you mean by you were just thinking the same thing?" Having failed to think it through, Yang Liang chose to ask Lin Li directly.
"Soliciting prostitutes is wrong. My friend has been lost in that path for too long. His body, mind, and brain have all suffered serious damage. I have to bring him back from the brink, so Uncle Yang, I'll find an opportunity for you to catch him. I'll put justice before family!"
Representing justice, Lin Li spoke in a ringing voice.
Yang Liang: "..."
"I don't know what kind of friend you've made... but your friend sure made a good friend." Yang Liang found it hard to comment, but ultimately chose to offer encouragement.
"It's what I should do." Lin Li was rather modest.
"Alright, then I'll wait for your news. I need to make preparations on my end too. Be careful over there, remember not to cross the line, and record everything as evidence like last time. Even if you're undercover, you can't just do as one pleases." Yang Liang sounded somewhat drained.
Talking to Lin Li really wasn't easy. It seemed to shave years off one's life.
"Didn't you say last time that you'd consider the circumstances?"
"That's only if you were truly forced into it!" Yang Liang stressed.
"Alright."
"I just heard regret in your voice. Didn't I?" The corner of Yang Liang's mouth twitched slightly.
"Haha, how could that be? Alright, Uncle, get back to work. I'm hanging up."
"Mm."
"Driver, how much